Going through a Big Bad Case of the Blues.
Just went through both Ridi Pagliaccio and Pathetica in one night. Probably gonna top it with Tool's Schism and In Flames' Graveland. Yep, not quite feelin' hopeful today. Just don't see the point in it.
I am of a rare, dying breed of pessimist: The one that is certain some fashion of order should have existed in the universe... And at the moment, equally certain Man has either forgot all about it or forsaken it for more immediate goals. Everything is wrong.
Hope somebody reads this sometime. Probably won't happen.
Meh... Not sure what else to say.
Reader, if there's any left, this tyrannical world will have its whimsical way on us, laugh at our own cynical laughter when it is done shattering our hopes and dreams and turning us into something that doesn't dare look at itself in the mirror. So, if you're reading this, take care of yourself. The road is slippery out there, and the floor is covered in razors.
Take care...
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